by Alexander Duncan
My birth, taken.
Surprised by the light,
The caravan carries me away
Into the night.
I cannot see
Where it might end,
But I remember
Where it began.
The flowers of my flesh
Cover the countryside.
Buried deep,
Their roots abide.
This candle flame,
Alone in name,
It is my shame
To carry.
I dare not tarry.
I shall not stagger
Beneath two destinies.
For I am free.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Alexander Bruce Duncan (born 9 April 1954) is a Canadian writer and editor who has contributed to spiritual philosophy, poetry, and social and political activism in print and online. Alex has published under several pseudonymns, including Max Demian and Seten Tomh. He is the author of UR Poems, published by Chroniker Press, and other works. He has been encouraged by Dr. Robert Thurman and his work praised by the late Michael Stone.
Last updated November 21, 2021